Jesus you are so good to me.
I know I falter and fail often. I just want to praise you for your grace and mercy given me everyday.
You love me because that is who you are.
I love you for everything you are.
I thank you for your healing touch in my life and for your restoration.
*This is an unedited and untested pattern*
tulle cut into 1 1/2 inch wide strips and tied end to end.
(I bought about 4 yards of tulle at a thrift store and made a large ball of it for future use. so the strips are long)
J or k hook for tulle and cotton combo
I hook for petals and leaves
combining cotton yarn and tulle ch4 and sl st to 1st ch
rnd 1- ch 3, 9 dc into ch, sl st to beg ch
rnd 2- ch3, dc in same st. 2 dc in each st around.
sl st to beg ch. fasten off .
Petals- made without the tulle
fasten to any st, *(ch3, 3dc, ch3) in same st, sl st in next st*, sl st again in next st and repeat * to * until last sl st. Sl st to 1st ch of beg ch-3. fasten off
working behind petals.
sl st to st behind the sl-st of previous row in between petals, *ch3, dc in same st, ch3, sl st back into 1st ch to make picot., dc into same st as last dc, sl st into st after next petal *. Repeat * to * sl st to beg ch. fasten off
made a little chain attached to the back of the flower for hanging.
Heard a great message last night from 2 Samuel 5: 22-24
When the Holy Spirit's wind moves through the mulberry trees. We are to bestir ourselves, go out up against the enemy, and the Lord will go before us to defeat them.
I had just been talking about how I live waiting for the other shoe to drop and how easy it is to slip into that old familiar self instead of putting on the new creature.
In the message last night he spoke of living like there was a storm coming, with his house all boarded up and staying in the basement even when the strom was over.
For me that reminded me of a dream I had where I was in the house I grew up in and God was there. The windows were bolted shut and I was hiding under the table. Which was something I used to do when I was little. God was taking the bolts out of the window and I could hear them dropping to the floor. Suddenly memories of the past start to come at me and I raised my hand and told the Holy Spirit that I was not ready to face these things yet. That is when I woke from the dream.
It wasn't until recently that I told God I was ready, and sure enough those memories started coming in dreams. In one memory, I'm not sure how old I was but I know I was little, but one night I was crying. My mother came in the room yelling at me to shut up. She came over to the bed and took something and covered my face. I could feel her press down in the dream until I could not breath and had to turn my head so I could get air. You would think that I would have woke up upset from that memory but it was like an ah-ha moment. Like a piece of the puzzle was being put together. I wasn't surprised. I knew it to be true.
I live like the storm is still here but it is over. Those memories are just that. The past is done. God kept me through all those things and broke me out of the prison I was in. I don't need to live under that table any longer, or in the basement. God wants to open those windows to let light and fresh air in. The Holy Spirit's wind can't reach me unless I let those windows be opened.
The word bestir in the concordance means to preach, proclaim. We are to preach to ourselves the message of victory in Jesus. Proclaim it. God has already gone before us and won.
To live in the basement is acting like God never won. To keep slipping into the old self is as if I was never saved.
Put on the new creature, the robe of righteouseness, the Lord Jesus Christ, the garment of praise, the armour of light , the whole armour of God. These are all commands in the bible. In order to put on our clothes we have to take off our bed clothes. Each day is a choice to get up and put on the new creature. Discard the old covering, defenses, attitude. Put on the new; to take on, cover one's self to compass, surround, live in, abide, hide in Jesus.
He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the LORD, [He is] my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
God has been really digging up some wrong thinking. I was feeling really down Tues. night thinking about some of issues with, what I believe is sort of a learning disability for me. I was thinking how I really wish I wasn’t like that. Then yesterday I went to a convelesent home meeting at a place where it’s mostly for people with mental health issues. Most of them are in there 40’s and 50’s. One of the ladies was upset about construction going on in the building and was having anxiety about it. We prayed with her before we left. As we were leaving she said to me with tears in her eyes, “I wish I wasn’t like this you know”. I hit me hard. I put my arm around her and I told her there really is no difference between us, we all have our weaknesses in different areas and all have our trials, but God is the strong one we can go to and he will bring us through. We are all in the same boat. We are all going to have trials and shortcomings in this fallible flesh. We are pieces of a puzzle that fit in one special place in God’s design. One piece of the puzzle supports the others. No one is higher or lower, better or worse here. Just different, unique and important in God’s eyes to further his kingdom.
Rom 10:12 For there is no difference between the Jew and the Greek: for the same Lord over all is rich unto all that call upon him. Col 3:10-11 And have put on the new man, which is renewed in knowledge after the image of him that created him: Where there is neither Greek nor Jew, circumcision nor uncircumcision, Barbarian, Scythian, bond nor free: but Christ is all, and in all. Gal 3:27-28 For as many of you as have been baptized into Christ have put on Christ. There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female: for ye are all one in Christ Jesus.
It's funny but I was trying to explain this same idea to a client of mine a while back. She kept talking about being higher functioning than her roomates. I know she was saying this to make herself feel better, but I just don't see them that way. They are all intelligent amazing people in different and unique ways. Not higher or lower. Not less than. They are just beautiful people that's all. I know God sees it that way.
For some reason I couldn't see that about myself though. I have a harder time accepting that. There's that word acceptance again. Sheesh. God you keep trying to get these things through to me. I guess I need to be bombarded with it. How else will it get through all the layers of crud I have believed about myself.
Maybe someday I'll get there.